A Christmas Eve poem from your perverse pals at Shock Till You Drop
‘Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the town
HE came a-stalking
With nary a sound!
In his hand was a list
With many a name;
The ones who’d been naughty!
The ones to be shamed!
He knew where to find them –
Entangled in beds
Enacting the wild…
